TEN

 

There hadn’t been too many truly terrible decisions in Will’s life. In general, he was too careful, too cautious, to take much in the way of risks. His relationship with Jack had been the only major exception to that rule, and look how that had turned out.

But somehow, with Judah, that was all different. The younger man got to him, disarmed him, made all sorts of impossible, crazy things seem maybe not likely, but at least possible. Made him feel like he was the sort of guy who could make out with someone in a library, who had, in fact, gone quite a bit further than making out.

This was something else, though. He was bringing someone home, to his house, which he shared with his son, to sleep with them. His son wasn’t home, of course. Will had arranged for him to have a sleepover with Jesse, which had thrilled the hell out of both boys because it was pretty rare that Will allowed that. So there was no chance of his son finding out, but still.

On top of which, Judah was a virgin. Will was going to be his very first, was going to be the one to teach him everything, and that was both overwhelming and thrilling. A lot was going on here, and Will kept his silence as he led the way into his place, part of him just waiting, almost shaking, ready for Judah to turn around and tell him that this couldn’t happen.

That wasn’t how it happened, though. The moment they were inside, the moment that the door was shut and locked, Judah was on him. There was something in his eyes at that moment, something wild, that Will couldn’t have ever imagined.

It seemed like when his beautiful little pastor let go. He could be quite sensual, quite physical. Will wouldn’t have guessed, and maybe Judah wouldn’t have, either. Will didn’t have to be told, not in so many words, that Judah had been repressed. That he had been repressing himself. Will knew.

But now, Judah was on him, his hands hot as he tore at Will’s clothing. His body crowded against Will, and this wasn’t at all how Will did things. This was altogether too uncontrolled, too desperate, and if there was anything that Will could pride himself on, it was his ability to keep himself under control.

So why was Judah different? Why was Will pulling at Judah’s clothing every bit as much, letting it fall heedlessly to the floor as he stripped the gorgeous man? Why was he so willing to shrug out of his own clothes, to kiss, to touch, to let it be as hot and desperate and eager as it was.

Truthfully, Will had wondered if there might be some awkwardness, if he would have to walk Judah through this, step by step, if they would pretend to each other that they hadn’t come to Will’s place for the sole purpose of sleeping together. He had wondered, and now, he knew.

“Shit, hold on, hold on,” Will gasped when Judah’s strong hands fumbled at Will’s belt. He needed a second, and when Judah tilted his head at him, his eyes narrowing just the slightest bit, he realized that Judah was concerned that he’d gone too far. Funny how this man could express so much, just with his eyes. But he didn’t want him to worry. “I’m just … I could shoot off in my pants. Just give me a moment.”

Those lovely eyes cleared, and Judah nodded, stepping back just a half step or so. Not that that helped. All it did was make Will throb and ache more for him. Because for the first time, he was seeing Judah. Actually seeing him, bare and stripped to the waist, and the sight was more than enough to keep him straddling the edge.

Will had wondered, more than idly, what Judah would look like unclothed. What his body, hidden by his modest clothing, would look like, feel like. Well, part of that, at least, he knew now, because he was looking right at the most gorgeous man that he had ever seen.

Those clothes had hidden, had merely suggested, the beautiful body inside of them. Judah was slender, but toned, with a flat stomach and narrow hips, but with shoulders and arms that were proportionately broad. He was, in a word, perfect. Absolutely Will’s type, and while he had known that logically before, now he was feeling it on a whole new level.

“Judah. God,” Will whispered, and for once, he didn’t care if Judah knew how he felt. It gave Judah power over him, the power of lust, of desire, but for whatever reason Will trusted Judah with that power. Or maybe it was that he just didn’t care anymore. He was tired of holding himself back. “We need to get to a bed.”

Or else Judah was going to get jumped right here and now.

Some of that must have shown on Will’s face because Judah’s cleared, and then he was walking forward. His body pressed, crowded, against Will’s, and Will found himself herded back against the wall, his back touching it, thrilled when he realized that he was trapped between the most gorgeous man that he’d ever known and the hard, cool, unyielding wall. Trapped and helpless, Will found himself trembling, arching his body closer to Judah.

They were half naked here, and if they could just keep their hands off of each other for a few more minutes, they could remove the other half. Unlike in the library, they had complete freedom, and that only made this that much more irresistible.

The skin of Will’s chest brushed against Judah’s, and his sensitive nipples hardened into little nubs. He groaned as he rocked his hips forward, trying to push his cock against Judah, desperate for more stimulation than he was getting. And Judah was right there, shoving back, parting his legs for Will’s thigh and grinding shamelessly against it.

And that was it, right there. Shamelessly. It had never been shameless with Jack, but Judah, with his job, should have been more ashamed of himself. The fact that he wasn’t meant something to Will, made him feel more hope than he knew that he should.

Writhing, thrusting, pulsing, pushing against each other, Will was soon covered in sweat, and he saw the same shimmer on Judah’s face. How ridiculous was this, that he could get close just from rutting against each other? It was like he was a teenager again, like this was his first time, too, for all of this, and not just Judah’s.

“Judah.” Will managed to whisper the word finally, to free his lips long enough to do it, but Judah just gave a little groan which Will knew would feature prominently in all future jerk off sessions. But he wanted more than this, more than rubbing against each other, as thrilling as it was. They had a chance here, one that may not come again. So he persisted. “Judah!”

This time, Judah pulled away, though there was an expression which could almost be called pouty on his pretty face. His lips were damp and swollen from their intense kisses, his eyes a dark, deep gray, and hazy, like fog rolling in over an ocean. Quicksilver eyes, they seemed, shimmering and pulsing dark silver.

“What?” Judah murmured, his hips finally stilling so that Will could feel every inch of the other man’s thick, lovely cock, the cock that he could still remember filling his mouth, resting against him. It was so tempting just to let this continue, to keep this up until they both came all over each other, but Will also needed more.

“Let me take you to bed.”

Judah hesitated, and Will leaned in, his lips caressing the delicate pink shell of Judah’s ear.

“I want to see you naked. I want to touch every inch of your body. I want to kiss you all over. I want to take my time with you and teach you everything.”

It was nothing short of the truth, and Will had to hope that his sincerity rang through and that he could make himself hold back enough to do all of those things. It had been a while since he’d slept with anyone, and even then, he hadn’t had these same urges with them. It had been more like scratching an itch, an itch he had managed to ignore or take care of himself ever since.

Judah watched him and then smiled. His face cleared, but those eyes remained deep and mysterious. With one more rub against him, Judah pulled away, and his fingers rested in a way that seemed almost possessive to Will in the waistband of Will’s pants, pulling him along with him.

“Show me, then. Teach me.”

Was there anything that a teacher liked more than that? If there was, Will couldn’t think of it, and he softly groaned as he backed toward the stairs that led to the upstairs bedrooms. Judah came along with him, and as he did, he was stripping off Will’s pants. For a moment, they almost tripped him up, but then he kicked them off, and he was free, wearing only his boxers, which he knew were stretched out in the front and stained with his leaking precome.

By the time they got to the bedroom, they were both completely naked, and Will eased Judah down onto the bed and took a few moments to look at him, really take him in, from head to toe. Most people would have been uncomfortable with this, and Will would have expected Judah to be one of them, but the young man just looked at him with those shimmering eyes, all spread out for Will.

This man had no business being as utterly gorgeous as he was, as sexy, as good to kiss and touch and hold. It just wasn’t fair, and it really, really wasn’t fair what it did to Will’s heart when Judah finally held out his arms to him and gave him a plaintive look. It was bad enough for him to want to screw this man, but for him to feel something for him, too, that was just plain unfair.

Will couldn’t resist him. He could spend forever, he thought, just watching this man, looking at his naked body, but he had made promises to him, too. He had promised to make this good for him, so he eased on top of him, their lips embracing and their skin brushing together along the whole length of their heated bodies.

And then Will got down to business. He settled down to do exactly what he’d said he would do, and if he drove Judah wild, if he made him into a shuddering, wet, sweaty mess in the meanwhile, well, he wouldn’t exactly complain about that.

He started with Judah’s lips, and then slowly, he trailed his mouth down over his strong jaw, tasting it, feeling the slight roughness of the stubble there. He dragged his lips down the slender column of his throat, over his chest, pausing at his nipples to suckle and then slip his tongue over them and tease at them until they were hard little nubs under his tongue.

Only when Judah was gasping for him, only when Will felt the desperate clutch of Judah’s fingers on the back of his head, tangling into his hair, did he move down. He tasted sweat, salt, and smooth skin. He tasted Judah and knew that he would remember this forever.

“Will, Will, more,” Judah gasped, and there was something there, some sort of demand, that Will couldn’t help but find thrilling. He groaned and finally gave Judah what he was asking for, what he needed, what Will had been thinking about himself ever since the library.

He’d tasted Judah once, but with Judah, it seemed, once would never be enough. He should probably be more worried about that than he was. Instead, he locked his lips around that beautiful cock again, tasting his desperation, feeling the heat and the slickness of it as he worked his lips down Judah’s shaft.

The whole time, he kept on touching. He had dreamed about this, quite literally, about having Judah naked and gasping for him. Of having the liberty to explore his body as much as he wanted, as much as they both wanted.

How far this would go, though, Will didn’t know. Judah was the virgin here, and he wasn’t comfortable pushing him further than they had already gone. So he teased him, he teased them both, and he waited for some sort of sign from the other man. If he didn’t get it, he would be happy to taste his come again, but he couldn’t help but hope …

“Will! Please,” Judah’s voice broke in the middle of the last word, a sign of utter surrender to the pleasure that he was feeling. The feeling of power that rushed through his veins was stronger, sweeter, and smoother than the finest whiskey on the planet.

Will raised his head, his lips close enough that they still teased, caressed, the thick head of Judah’s cock.

“What is it, baby?” Will murmured, pushing aside the uncomfortable feeling that pet names were probably not appropriate. It was just a sex thing, and that was fine, right? “What do you need?”

“You.” Judah’s deep voice was rough and hoarse, his eyes practically glowing down at Will, who was still crouched between Judah’s slender legs. “This. More. Please!”

Oh, that was a good sign. He’d gotten Judah to the point where he was stammering out words, where he couldn’t pull himself together enough to make a coherent sentence. And yet, Will couldn’t help but remember that this was his first time.

He had been involved in two first times in his life. The first had been his own, and now there was everything that he had done with Judah. Of the two, Judah’s was far more important to him than his own had been. He wanted to do right by him, and while part of him wanted more than anything to spread those fine legs wide and sink inside, that wasn’t the right thing. Not in this case.

“I’m going to ride you,” Will informed him, then looked at him, waiting for the reaction to that. He wouldn’t, of course, if Judah protested, but instead Judah gasped and nodded, his hands curling into the blankets so hard that his knuckles turned white.

“Yes,” Judah managed to gasp, and Will reached for the bedside table, for the lube that he always kept there. Not that he had needed it for quite some time, but it and the box of condoms that he also had there were just in case. And he was glad that he had them now.

He knew that he would be tight, and so he took his time, putting the sheath on Judah and then coating it liberally in slippery lube until it glistened. Only then did he straddle the other man, and he had to look down at him in a sort of wonder. Was this really happening? Were they both really so foolish as to go for this?

When he met Judah’s eyes, though, he knew the answer to that question. It was a resounding yes. What it meant, that Judah would give him his first time, Will didn’t know, but he knew it meant something, and not just to Judah, either. That was going to be good enough for him for now.

So, with that, he started to lower himself onto the thick, hot, sheathed erection under him. His ass was just as tight as he thought, but Judah was very slippery, and Will cried out, and his body shook as just the blunt head nudged its way inside of him.

It stung a bit, but that was fine. It was more than fine. It was glorious. Will started to see stars, started to pour sweat, as he took the other man, inch by inch, deep inside of himself, as he rocked his hips and thrust down.

And then Judah pushed slightly, tilting his hips up, and Will’s cry of surprise and pleasure was almost a scream. With that one movement, Judah had reminded Will of a part of his body that he had almost forgotten about, and apparently just out of pure instinct, Judah had found it.

“Oh God, oh fuck,” Will panted, rocking on him, deliberately seeking to get that amazing cock deeper, more firmly against that magical spot inside of himself. How had he gone so long without this? How was he going to live without it, now that he’d been shown, reminded, just how good it was?

And while Will was rocking, getting closer to his pleasure every moment, as he rode Judah with no mercy on either of them, Judah was losing it under him. It was exactly like Will had thought it would be, the expressions, the slickness of Judah’s sweat, the cries that came from those full lips.

He had wanted to ride Judah hard and not stop until they were both dripping wet. He had gotten what he wanted, no doubt about it. And when Will tensed up and came, when he spilled the evidence of the pleasure which gripped him and seemed reluctant to let him go, he did it with the sure knowledge that Judah was right there with him.

As it worked out, Will came just a split second before Judah, and that was actually better than at the same time. Will got the great honor of seeing as Judah spilled deep inside another human being for the first time, and he stared, utterly fascinated, completely captivated by this man who had given him something that Will hadn’t asked for, hadn’t really known that he needed.

Will rested on top of Judah for what felt like forever but was probably only a few moments. He let his body embrace Judah’s, let himself keep that cock greedily buried inside of himself, let their eyes linger on each other’s, let it be, for the moment, at least, something far deeper than just simple sex.